"Boss, I think you are ill! And you are very ill!"
Thinking of leaving, Yaquan ignored it.
Anyway, across the phone, no matter how angry the boss is, he can't help it.
He doesn't understand.
Boss and Luo Yang have been together for more than a year.
Love is long overdue.
Why are you still bored every day.
Even if you keep an empty room alone, it will be a night.
Look, he has been single for more than 20 years. He can't die without a woman sleeping in his arms all night!
"Fuck off!"
The instructions that the canonization wanted to convey had been told to Yaquan. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and hung up directly.
"If you don't let me go, I'll go too."
Yaquan muttered and immediately put away his mobile phone.
When he turned his eyes to Serena, his eyes suddenly straightened.
She was wearing a light pink short cheongsam, with shiny white skin and embroidered peach blossoms, which made her look amazing.
"Does it look good?"
Serena's big wavy blond hair was casually draped behind her. Seeing that Yaquan finally looked at her, she asked nervously.
She likes cheongsam very much, but like many Chinese people, she thinks that only Chinese people can wear cheongsam most.
She is tall and has no black hair. She is worried that she will look different in her cheongsam.
I really like this cheongsam, so after hesitating for a long time, she decided to wear it out to Yaquan.
Under the dazzling light of the counter, Yaquan's glasses glowed, which made his eyes bright.
He coughed a little, pretending to be calm and said:
"Good looking."
"Really?"
Serena, who was praised, raised her smiling face like a child.
"Really."
Yaquan nodded seriously.
Serena is already beautiful. She looks good in everything. How can she not look good.
Looking at Serena and Yaquan, it seems that they only look at each other. The clerk is embarrassed to disturb them.
"I like this cheongsam very much. Then buy it?"
Serena smiled coyly and couldn't hide her excitement.
"Buy."
Yaquan nodded seriously again.
Good looking is good-looking, that is
Intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes turned twice on Serena's snow-white legs.
In the past, he saw other women wearing cheongsam. In his eyes, there was only the difference between cheongsam and women's temperament.
But now, for the first time, he felt that the skirt of the short cheongsam was a little too short.
While Serena went to change her cheongsam, Yaquan bought a bill and asked someone to send her clothes to the sanctified private villa.
Serena took Yaquan's hand and walked out of the counter: "Yaquan, are you tired?"
He didn't talk much, as if she was poor and happy.
"I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do."
Facing Selena's worry and make complaints about himself, he forgot that he was still tired of shopping with the saints.
Every time Serena tries on a dress, she asks him for advice. He doesn't want to be asked.
It's just that he is not a woman. There are so many kinds of women's clothes that he is dazzled.
For a man like him who is used to wearing a suit every day, what Serena wears doesn't make much difference to him.
The only thing that brightened his eyes was the cheongsam just now.
Other long skirts, short skirts, red and blue made him deeply doubt his aesthetic ability, because they all looked the same.
"What's the matter?"
They were walking in the mall, but Yaquan suddenly stopped and fixed his eyes on one place. His appearance aroused Serena's curiosity.